Uncle Shaun really taught me well, he teaches me how to be a good fighter, other than a newscaster, I'm 19 years old now and I'm applying to be a newscaster on the company my father worked to for a year.
"celestina can you help me how to cook this lasagna?" uncle Shaun was getting old he had me when he was 27, he is now 41 practice a lot of strict formal ways of communicating even practice as a newscaster, i send the resume to the staff online waiting for the response, sss is getting high tech now wear my Hilfiger shirt and skinny pants tied my hair in a messy bun I still look me though
I didn't pay taxi's, going to work walking is a lot exercise to me, i don't know if what I wear today will consider me in the team, I arrived at the building with strange faces judging me already I went to the table nearby were people works as a information blah blah blah "excuse me I'm celestina Smith I send my resume last night on the website" she looked at me and smile, "oh yeah just go to the 4th floor and you'll see the boss's office his not busy but don't waste his time" i went to the nearest elevator pressed the button 4 and just wait, examined the place I see the building's a bit renovated by the new boss, what happened to miss Helena? She's a kind gal though, the elevator stopped at the empty floor but a black door just 10 feet away from me
seems like I missed a lot new details here.
I walk slowly and slowly towards the door
debating if I'll knock or wait for the voice to tell me to let me in, c'mon celestina face it this is what you want, this is what father want from you took a deep breath before knocking 4 times "come in" a Manly voice from the other side of the door freaked me out I opened the door slowly seeing a big space office with 2 couches face to each other a glass table between it and a modern office desk, the guy is still busy typing something on the laptop, "please sit" I sat down, this man got wonderful taste in picking right colors that fit the texture in the office, It took 2 minutes until I heard him closing the laptop felt him staring at me deep down my Feminine, "miss Smith, I've received you're resume I say you're a quiet professional" I'm not I promise I couldn't give you a formal eye contact, my uncles gonna kill me, "stand up" why does he have a deep voice my wobbly legs stood up straight, footsteps were coming at my direction. I knew it my outfit distracted him. " this isn't a comfort place for you to wear casual miss, but I'll let it pass" his breath passed down my neck observing my hairstyle, he touched it removing my hair tie fixing my hair, long wavey hair disturbs me so much so I tied It what I want. "really are you a nerd girl?" excuse me sir I'm just wearing glasses his a bad guy himself, his now infront of me the green eyes greeted my navy blue eyes.
he doesn't look like a ceo to me, something feels wrong about our atmosphere now, "you're beautiful" what
excuse me now? His compliments are getting weirder, his face is getting near mine, close you're eyes close you're eyes.
He chuckled oh this boy is getting in my nerves now, "I'm just joking miss Smith welcome to Sentara company I'm Nicholas Sentara the ceo it's nice meeting you, you'll start working on you're first day tomorrow good day. " I bowed politely and walked out from his office.
Nicholas pov
Oh you lad, you're making me possessive again.
Oh do this boy thinking that it was a joke to me? His a bastard really a bastard this creep.